I’ve learned to love the skin I’m in. Once, I avoided my reflection, close inspection. So pliable, when the world ruled my hue undesirable. Searching in the pages of Glamour and Vogue, for platitudes in a songwriter’s prose. For someone to deem me beautiful, acceptable, lovable.
One day, I looked into my dark eyes, my matching skin in surprise. Lovely, summer brown, golden, kissed by the sun. All of my sisters, be they dark, light, or white. May we all find beauty, through our own eyes.
24 thoughts on “Summer Brown”
May we find beauty through our own eyes! Love this piece. It resonates and is beautiful, deeply.
Thank you so much!
Last line of your prose poetry is just amazing! Loved it. God Bless
I appreciate that!
So beautiful – both message and photo 🙂
So sweet! Thanks a bunch.
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An honor! Thank you so much!
Yes, that – your last line is great. I like your internal rhymes, it begs to be spoken aloud.
May God bless this work! truly.. I fell in love with the way you’ve expressed your thoughts!!
That was beautiful! It totally resonates with me. An important message in the last stanza, and great rhymes. I especially loved this description:
“Lovely, summer brown, golden, kissed by the sun.”
Here’s mine, somewhat similar in that it’s about “learning to love the skin I’m in.”
I appreciate the feedback. This poetry thing is new to me!
Thank you for the follow, and for commenting on my poem!
This is beautiful! You are beautiful! 🙂
That’s so sweet. Thank you so much! So are you!
absolutely beautiful poem and reflection.
Hi, lovely personal poem. I think many people have similar problems with mirrors. I read about a lady who coaches people to accept themselves and often when she told her clients to look into the mirror and say they love themselves, they couldn’t do it.
I’m glad to hear how you feel these days! 🙂
Thank you! It was a problem a long time.
You truly are a beautiful young woman! This is a wonderful post.